JOHN H DUVIVIER 2 September 1959 – 8 January 2021 Above is a photograph I took of my beloved older brother John on a family gathering weekend at Squam Lake sometime around 1995. It is a picture that sits on my bookshelf in the center of my home, a photo that I look at every… [Read More]
taking it slow
aller et retour
So. Some catching up to do. It would be really great if this post had a soundtrack playing as you looked at these photos since the entire month of September was spent in Vermont with no wifi, no cell service. I dropped into a world of sound. Beyond the breeze in the trees, the insects,… [Read More]
how I enter the water
Tif Fussell :: Portland, OR :: August 2018 Hello world! If you are wondering what it takes for me to finally (finally!) get focused and begin sharing some of my scribbles and thoughts again– you can look to these eight women whose encouraging comments on facebook got me wanting to show up and stay connected… [Read More]
the undefended heart
borage in my garden Last night it took a long while to clear my mind well enough to fall asleep. I am a skilled meditator and have a good practice of keeping myself grounded, but dear god— I was taken to the very edge last night as the specific horrors of what the US government… [Read More]
reflections
Gah. What the what. Fourth Saturday in March 2018, what? Where do my wonderful intentions disappear to? I’m thinking I really had no idea how long it would take for me to rest, reground and recenter. And although I am a big believer in Mary Oliver’s adage, “things take the time they take” there’s a… [Read More]